Just back from a visit to Brussels to see part of the family. In the dark days this winter, prowling none too elegantly the corridor of the surgical unit in Mougins with a urine bag and two vacuum drains in tow, I thought this moment wouldn't come round again. But it did, and it felt doubly precious.
Brussels felt as live-able as ever, and seeing everybody was a joy. I can't think of anything less like a chore than taking kids to the park.
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